Know then, whatever cheerful and serene
Supports the mind, supports the body too:
Hence, the most vital read more

Know then, whatever cheerful and serene
Supports the mind, supports the body too:
Hence, the most vital movement mortals feel
Is hope, the balm and lifeblood of the soul.

Just as despair can come to one only from other human beings, hope, too, can be given to one only read more

Just as despair can come to one only from other human beings, hope, too, can be given to one only by other human beings. -Elie Weisel.

The world is bad but not without hope. It is only hopeless when you look at it from an ideal read more

The world is bad but not without hope. It is only hopeless when you look at it from an ideal viewpoint.

Who against hope believed in hope, that he might become the
father of many nations; according to that which read more

Who against hope believed in hope, that he might become the
father of many nations; according to that which was spoken, So
shall thy seed be.

You held out your hand, and I took it without stopping to make sense of what I was doing. For read more

You held out your hand, and I took it without stopping to make sense of what I was doing. For the first time in almost a century, I felt hope.

For every bad thing in life, there are more good things to tip the balance.

For every bad thing in life, there are more good things to tip the balance.

When you do nothing, you feel overwhelmed and powerless. But when you get involved, you feel the sense of hope read more

When you do nothing, you feel overwhelmed and powerless. But when you get involved, you feel the sense of hope and accomplishment that comes from knowing you are working to make things better.

The heart bow'd down by weight of woe,
To weakest hope will cling,
To thought and impulse read more

The heart bow'd down by weight of woe,
To weakest hope will cling,
To thought and impulse while they flow,
That can no comfort bring,
That can, that can no comfort bring,
With those exciting scenes will blend,
O'er pleasure's pathway thrown;
But mem'ry is the only friend
That grief can call its own.

Hope and fear are inseparable. -La Rochefoucauld.

Hope and fear are inseparable. -La Rochefoucauld.